No, you are not allowed to go to the Underworld, you are not allowed to go anywhere, you are not allowed to be in trouble.
"Miss Wen, what on earth happened, when did you and the Third Young Master go out, who hurt you two?" Qing Yi really wanted to know who could be capable of injuring the Third Young Master.
"I don’t know, don’t ask me..."
Wen Xiao’ai spoke with a hoarse voice.
This doesn’t look like she doesn’t know; it’s clear she just doesn’t want to say.
Qing Yi was a little annoyed, not understanding why Wen Xiao’ai refused to speak.
Qing Yi was quite irritated, but couldn’t say anything to her.
Knowing Qing Yi was worried, Wen Xiao’ai added, "Wait until Jun Moyan wakes up, then you can ask him."
"...Alright." This sentence from Wen Xiao’ai made Qing Yi feel a lot better.
"Miss Wen, let me have someone take you to the hospital for a checkup, you seem to be injured too."
"No, I’m not going anywhere, I’m staying here, I want to wait for him to wake up." Wen Xiao’ai shook her head, her eyes fixed on Jun Moyan’s face the whole time.
"I’ll keep an eye on the Third Young Master. If anything happens, I’ll inform you immediately. You should go to the hospital for a checkup, in case something happens, wouldn’t it be the Third Young Master who would be worrying?"
Wen Xiao’ai looked at Jun Moyan and didn’t even respond to Qing Yi.
Qing Yi, seeing that no matter what he said, he couldn’t persuade Wen Xiao’ai, could only take out his phone: "Then I will have someone call a doctor over to check on you."
He was worried that Wen Xiao’ai might have some serious or internal injury, and staying here wouldn’t be as good as getting treatment at a hospital.
Qing Yi took the phone and went to the door to call someone to find a doctor.
Upon returning to the room, he heard Jun Moyan’s phone ringing, and Wen Xiao’ai glanced at it but had no intention of answering.
Seeing that Wen Xiao’ai wasn’t going to pick up, Qing Yi had to go answer it himself.
Seeing the caller ID, Qing Yi hesitated slightly before answering.
"Hello, Jun, I’m downstairs, I brought you two bottles of good wine, come down quickly."
"...Master Shangguan."
"Hmm? Qing Yi?" Shangguan Yu was a little puzzled and looked up towards the second floor.
He wondered why Qing Yi was answering the phone so late at night.
Couldn’t it be that they weren’t at Wu Garden and were still at the office?
"Why is it you? Where is your Third Young Master? Is he not home?"
If possible, Qing Yi didn’t want to tell anyone about Jun Moyan’s injury.
Shangguan Yu was a good brother to the Third Young Master, and he didn’t want to tell him, making him worry too.
But he was already downstairs.
Shangguan Yu sensed something was off in Qing Yi’s voice, and he was quite puzzled.
"What were you all doing tonight? Why is everyone acting so strange? Jun just called me earlier and hung up without saying a word."
Qing Yi heard Shangguan Yu’s words and glanced at Wen Xiao’ai crouching by the bed.
He guessed that it was probably Miss Wen who called Master Shangguan earlier.
Because Miss Wen seemed to be illiterate, only recognizing and being able to write the Third Young Master’s name.
She might have been trying to call him, but because she couldn’t read, she had to try dialing each number.
She probably panicked at the time and after getting through to Master Shangguan, didn’t think to ask him for help.
"Why aren’t you speaking? Fine, I won’t talk to you. Since Jun Moyan is there, have him come down, I don’t feel like going up."
"Master Shangguan, you’d better come up. The Third Young Master... can’t come down."
Qing Yi looked at the unconscious Jun Moyan on the bed, his tone heavy.
"...Can’t come down..."
Shangguan Yu was about to ask what he meant when the next moment, he suddenly guessed something and rushed upstairs.